Kampus impian.

Lomonosov moscow state university in Russia. My dream campus. Hope it will become my reality :) Aamiin Ya Robb.

Krisis Russia dan Amerika Serikat.

Baru-baru ini gue baca sebuah berita di linknya http://www.usatoday.com/. Gue baru tahu kalau Russia itu mendeklarasikan perang ke negara Ukrania. Berita kaya begini gak gue lihat di stasiun-stasiun berita Indonesia, padahal berita ini penting banget. Eh, yang ditayangin malah acara-acara joget-joget gak jelas #kesal sendiri.

Oke, berita itu dimuat pada tanggal 1 maret 2014. Dan lagi hangat-hangatnya diperbincangkan di luar negri. Russia menginvasi Ukrania dan mengirimkan pasukannya ke Crimera. Tapi, tindakan menajajah ini langsung memuai perhatian dari negara Amerika Serikat. Obama secara keras menyuruh presiden Russia, Vladimir Putin, untuk tidak menginvasi Ukrania dan menarik kembali pasukannya. Tetapi, seperti kebanyakan orang Russia, Putin pun bersikap keras kepala. 

Presiden Putin : Gue ga mau mundurin tentara gue, kampret. Lu aja boleh invasi negara-negara Arab dengan alasan pengen musnahin teroris, padahal yang lu musnahin itu penduduk lokal dengan sambilan menguras minyak bumi mereka. Toh, gue boleh dong lakuin hal yang sama? Siapa elo? Lu mau perang sama gue? Hayolah, gue kirimin nuklir-nuklir gue ke negara elo noh! Negerti gak lu? Mau adu bacot sama gua?!

And Presiden Obama is like:

And Putin is all happy and like : 

Invasi Russian ke Ukrania juga di anggap sebagai sebuah dilema yang sungguh membingungkan. Ada beberapa golongan pribumi Ukrania yang pro dengan Russia mengambil alih Ukrania karena dulunya, Ukrania merupakan negara bagian Soviet yang sebagian besar masyarakatnya bisa berbahasa Russia kental. Bahkan, sekarang juga, mereka pun tidak mempermasalahkan negara Ukrania menjadi bagian Russia. Banyak sekali penduduk asli pribumi yang memberikan hadiah-hadiah atau bingkisan kepada tentara Russia disana sebagai bentuk "terima kasihnya."

Foto-foto berikut diambil dari link berita online yang gue baca.

Tetapi ada sebagaian golongan yang kontra, seperti Amerika Serikat contohnya dan Presiden Ukrania sekarang ini, Oleksandr Turchynov. Bahkan, masyarakat pribumi yang Kontra dengan Rusia Mereka berusaha keras untuk membuat Presiden Putin menarik pasukannya kembali.

Artinya : Putin, jangan dekati Ukrania!

Seperti sebuah kutipan di www.usatoday.com 

"Yesterday, President Obama said that Russia would face 'costs' if it intervened militarily in Ukraine. It is now essential for the president to articulate exactly what those costs will be and to take steps urgently to impose them."

Artinya : Kemarin, Presiden Obama mengatakan bahwa Rusia akan menghadapi 'ganjaran' jika mereka ikut campur tangan secara militer di Ukraina. Sekarang sangat penting bagi presiden untuk mengartikulasikan biaya tersebut dan akan mengambil langkah-langkah mendesak untuk memaksakan mereka.

Rasanya kembali lagi ke perang dingin kalau terus-menerus begini. Tingkat ketengangannya pun sama tingginya saat ini dengan beberapa tahun yang lalu yang menyangkut Krisis misil Kuba. Bahkan, kedua negara adikuasa itu hampir berada di ujung tanduk untuk mendeklarasikan perang dunia ke 3. 

Sekarang pun sama seperti itu kasusnya. Jika perang dunia ketiga mendadak memuncah dari pertikaian ini, maka bukan tank-tank atau serdadu lagi yang di andalkan untuk memenangkan perang, namun roket-roket nuklir mematikan yang akan mengantikan posisinya. Dan kita semua tahu bahwa kedua negara ini punya limpahan senjata berbasis nuklir yang siap untuk di tembakan dalam satu tombol. Jika itu terjadi, maka umat manusia tinggalah ukiran sejarah saja. Karena, walaupun negara Indonesia tidak terlibat dalam perang, tapi tetap saja kita akan merasakan dampaknya. 

Ancaman ini nyata adanya dan berada di depan mata kita. Realita kelam mungkin akan membungkus masa depan kita.

Jadi, kita berdoa saja peperangan itu bukan dijadikan sebuah solusi untuk menresolvekan masalah ini. Semoga saja keeogisan salah satu pihak diruntuhkan demi kebaikan umat manusia dimasa depan. Karena, saat ini, krisis Rusia dengan Amerika Seriakt berada di ujung pedang. Kapanpun, dan tak terduga, perang mungkin bisa menjadi pilihan terakhir Amerika untuk menghentikan Rusia.

Storytelling LB2 seorang Prambudi

"Creativity is everything. It beat even the purest logic."

-Professor Alfi Nurzaki. M.In (In = Insyallah)-

 

Iya, itu memang benar. Creativity of a dreamer beats the purest logic of a genius. Dan gue kenal dengan orang semacam itu. Namanya Prambudi, diberi a.k.a si fap-fap master atau echi master. Ketika kelas dua, praktek LB itu ngasih kita semacam tugas untuk berbagi cerita dengan menggunakan properti. 

Gue pake properti seadanya dan nilainya .... ehem cepe wakakakak :D . Tapi, gue bukan apa-apa jika dibandingkan dengan Prambudi. Gue pake properti yang sangat banyak, sedangkan dia cuma pake dua saja. 

Sebuah topeng rage, dan sarung pinjeman orang lain -_- Walaupun nilainya gak sama, tapi dia telah menunjukan Creativity-nya. *applause semuanya*

Simple, but amazing

Gue gak tau apa ini -_-

Salahkah posisi doamu?

Asalammualikum wr.wb.

Salam sejahtera bagi kita semua. 

Di siang ini, gue habis sholat jumat di masjid yang terletak beberapa langkah dari rumah gue. Dan disana, ketika kutbah selesai, kita semuanya selaku jamaah melanjutkan dengan doa. Di situ, gue perhatiin posisi orang-orang yang sedang berdoa. Kebanyakan dari mereka memposisikan diri dengan menopang lengan hingga siku di pahanya. Setelah melihat itu, gue sedikit merasa janggal dan langsung deh gue bikin postingan ini. 

Pada posting kali ini, gue mau menyinggung soal posisi berdoa kita. Coba deh sekarang, para pembaca posisikan diri Anda ketika ingin berdoa sehabis sholat. Nah, terus perhatikan posisi tangan lu sekarang. Apakah tangan lu masih berada di topangan kedua paha lu? Apakah tangan lu masih berada di bawah dan tidak di angkat keatas? Jika begitu, maka posisi lu sungguh tidak menghormati Allah.

Sebagai seorang manusia, kita sering meminta ini itu kepada Allah. Iya'kan? Meminta hal-hal yang sangat kalian idamkan dan memohon agar cepat-cepat terkabul. Meminta nilai besar, meminta kenaikan gaji, meminta jodoh. Nah, bagaimana Allah akan mengabulkan permintaan atau doa kalian jika mengangkat tangan tinggi keatas saja malas?

Bisa di analogikan begini saudara-saudari, jika ada seorang pengemis yang meminta-minta di jalan. Satu pengemis meminta-minta dengan tangannya di angkat tinggi dan kepalanya ditundukan dalam keadaan rendah hati. Satu lagi pengemis meminta-minta dengan tangannya di topang di pahanya. 

Sekarang, tugas Anda memilih. Kepada pengemis manakah Anda akan memberi uang? Kepada yang mengangkat tangannya tinggi, atau kepada pengemis yang membuka telapak tangannya di pahanya? Jika kalian sudah memilih, tetapkan pilihan itu.

Hampir 90% menjawab akan memberikan uang kepada pengemis yang mengangkat tangannya tinggi. Karena, gestur sederhana itu menunjukan kesungguhan dari si pengemis. Menunjukan bahwa dia sangat membutuhkan uang dari anda. 

Pada dasarnya, kita semua adalah pengemis. Pengemis yang memohon terkabulnya doa. Maka, angkatlah tangan Anda ketika hendak berdoa. Jangan malas! Karena itu menunjukan keseriusan anda dan kesungguhan Anda kepada panjatan doa itu. Apa susahnya sih, mengangkat kedua tangan kita? Padahal gestur sederhana itu sangat menyimpan banyak makna. 

Ayolah, mulai dari sekarang kita sempurnakan posisi doa kita. Angkat tinggi tangan kita ketika ingin berdoa. Tundukan kepala dalam kerendahan hati dan diri. Insyallah, Allah akan mengabulkan permintaan kita lebih cepat lagi karena melihat keseriusan anda. :) 

Wasalamualikum wr.wb. :)

Fanfiction : Sehun (PART 2)

High above the earth, two demonic beings fought each other. Beneath them, was the main ground of Harvad University which was packed with people standing still like cement. 

Xiumin was in rage knowing that he has been betrayed by his fellow brother, Sehun. Never crossed his mind that of all the people, Sehun was the one who injured him most. 

You shot me! Bastard!

Ximun took position, his footing strong and both of his arms set fit to prepare himself from Sehun's attack. Suddenly, a series of bolten lighting starts to shoot out, aimed directly at Xiumin. 

"Shit!" he was startled by the attack. He did block Sehun's lighting combo, but with a severe price. Now, Xiumin's palm screamed in agony. The heat presented in Sehun's blast really took a number on him. "Gah! Shit!" he screamed again in a painful roar. 

Unable to bear the pain, Xiumin clenched both of his hands and decided to strike him back. With the pain felt in both of his palm, a bright light suddenly started to appear. Covering his hands. The bright light then transformed into a coat of fire. 

"You may have lighting. But, fire is much much stronger than some petty form of electricity." Concomitant with those words, Xiumin shot out his arm to Sehun's body. Point blank, he attacks Sehun with fire in favor of a sphere. 

The speed was light fast, before Sehun could even anticipate his attack, the fire sphere hits him hard. Sehun immediately fell from the sky, and slammed to the ground hard. Trembling the earth itself. Sehun didn't rest in defeat, he instantly got back up and looked up, and somehow ... was able to smirk at Xiumin. 

noticing Sehun's odd gesture in this peril situation, Xiumin frowned his eyebrow. Feeling peculiar. "Why the hell are you smirking, Sehun? You are loosing and I'm winning. You are down below and I am high above. So there's nothing to be smirking at!" he said with a high tone.

"No, nothing. It's just ... funny." Sehun said, smiling.

"Funny? The hell do you mean?" Xiumin was perturbed by him.

Xiumin observed his behavior, and found Sehun suddenly squatted. He then looked up, and said with a sarcastic tone. "Even you, Xiumin -a high ranking demon, have limits that you alone cannot surpass. Unknown to you, I can see you are out of energy and near your power limit, Xiumin." Sehun then smiled widely. "But different from you, I ... am not even close to my limit."

By a sudden, white feathered wings started to appear on his back. White as snow as if angels from heaven itself gave wings to him. With one powerful flutter of his majestic angel wings, Sehun flew high up above ground, through clouds so thick. A few seconds later, Sehun was standing at the same level as Xiumin. 

Xiumin felt insulted with Sehun's words and gesture. He gnashed his teeth in anger. His big red eyes glow even redder and brighter. Much more concentrated than before. Much redder than blood. Xiumin moved swiftly and flutter his wings fast. 

Flying fast towards Sehun, Xiumin reached his hand up, preparing to attack him with one finishing blow. "Yes we are different, Sehun! But not by limit of power, but by experience in battle and bloodshed that has been spilled in war! Different from you, I have killed plenty! But no by mere fire magic - oh dear no. But with weapons!" 

With those trembling words, in Xiumin's right and left hand suddenly started to appear some kind of red mist. By traveling a few seconds later, the red mist then shapes form of a japanese katana. Two katana wiled by him, and a long chain straped on the bottom of halm, connecting the two kantanas. 

"Oh fuck!" Sehun rapidly moved his tall body trying to avoid Xiumin's piercing attack. But Xiumin was agile and his movement was fast, so some attacks did pierce Sehun's torso and right arm. Blood started to run down, staining Sehun's black leather jaket in red. Dripping of smeary blood hits the ground below. Luck for Sehun, Xiumin's goal was not to kill Sehun, but only to make him suffer till the break of death so he can drag his soul back to hell. 

But in Sehun's current condition, break of death sure felt real now.

"Your eyes ... they are turning grey." Xiumin pointed his left kantana to Sehun's face. 

"The sign of one demon about to meet his end. Sehun, let me tell you what will happen if we continue this pointless battle : I will win, and you will be close to die, and the result will always be the same. I drag you back to hell and you will serve the Lord demon himself. Nothing can change that fact. Nothing." Xiumin said confidently.

"You can never win by fighting point blank and directly, Sehun. You will ... eventually lose." he said. 

Out of breath and suffering near death, Sehun can't see properly. His vision was blurry and inconsistent. His legs trembling, his heart beats fast. Blood loss is one of Sehun's main concern. He could continue fighting this 'impossible to win' battle. But he could die ... will it even be worth to loss your life too?

But ... Sehun could also escape more intense suffering, and that's surrendering ... but will he be able to surrender to Xiumin and go to the depts of hell with him? Truly a hard question to answer.

Fanfiction : Sehun (PART 1)

Sehun is always known as a trouble maker in Harvard University. No walls can dam him, no rules can fetter him. In his life, his rule is : There are no rules except my rules. 

Plain egoistic, infidel to university rules. That's the common thing you should know about Sehun. 

Sehun is the leader of the wolf pack. A gang known to wreak havoc on campus grounds. They are consisted of five people as underlings of Sehun. Every Sehun's order, they execute well. 

As always, Sehun walked on campus grounds with his gang. Wearing his black cap that is put on backwords, do tell that he is one mischief kid. His black leather jacket that covers his body looks impendence dan snapping. Tall and in good shape, Sehun is also a magnet for chick who loves mischief boys.

He walked for sometime, hands hidden inside his pockets, who knows what kind of danger is concealed inside. No one dares to look to his eyes, they all scatter far away as possible with the sounds of his foot steps. But, Sehun was surprised to find that someone was still in his way.

"Hey kid! move it!" he yelled with a threatening voice.

Sehun thought in his mind, who is this motherfucker that stands in my way? So he started to crawl his sharp radiating black eyes to examine him. 

The kid had a very small posture and a bit skinny. His hair was red in color. Eyes big and black as a hawk. But, his face still seems to resembles a kid that should be in junior high school rather than in University. He had small red lips, dan skin as white as an elephant's ivory. After examining the kid for a short time, he is baffled by the thought of a small kid that have the guts to still stand in his way. 

"I'll give you one more chance, kid!" he yelled again. Sounds loud as a tiger's roar. "Get ... out .. of ... my ... way!" Sehun raised his hand in the air, clenched his fist, and swung fast to hit the small kids face. 

The kid reacts fast and dogged Sehun's punch. Of course that miss made everyone who was watching him feel a little weird. They know, that no one on earth can avoid Sehun's punch as easy as the kid did. 

Sehun stayed still. Forzen like ice. His eyes opened wide, looking blue at the kids face. 

Shit! what happened! why can't I move my body! Sehun tries hard to move his body as if a spell was blinding him from moving. Shit! Shit! Shit!

In vague, he saw as if the kids eyes started to change colour. From calm black charcoal to blood red filled with rage dan fury. Sehun was startled as he watched the kid took three steps back and instantly punched his abdominal with one powerful blow.

"Aaah! Shit!" Sehun was blown a few sentimeters back and hits his underlings. Causing all of them to hit the hard campus ground. But Sehun didn't waste his time laying low on the ground. He raised back up, and feels more exempt to move his body. Looks like the spell was broken, he thought. Or at least I thought it was a spell. 

Sehun slowly marched forward, coming close to the kids devouring aura. "Who ... who the hell are ya kid?!" Sehun asked in a high pitch. "And how the hell did your eyes change color?!"

The kid smiled creepy. "O dear Sehun. Do you not know me? Do you not recognize me? Or did you just simply forget the old times before we where sent here?!" 

"What the hell?" Sehun puckered his eye brow. "What the fuck are you talking about?! I don't understand the shit you are telling me? What old times? What are you referring to?"

The kid still smiled, and that made Sehun felt as something was wrong with this kid. "O Sehun, O Sehun. Do you not know your and my past? Have you been so stupid to forget?! But ... how can you forget that ... I - no, not just myself, but us ... we are the devil's demons!!"

Sehun was struck hard, it felt like an ever harder punch to his stomach. Yet, he still doesn't not understand the meaning of what this so called "devil's demons" is referring too. 

"You must be one of the crazy bastards trying to fool me. There is no such thing as demons!" Sehun shouted loudly. Everyone on campus grounds could hear and see the intense situation these two people are embroiled.

"Well, I would be glad to give you evidence that demons, such as you and I, do exist." The kid with sudden movement lifted both of his hands high up to the air, as if he was trying to touch the heavens that was forbidden to him. "Let me ... show you some of my magic tricks." 

With a simple tick of the kids fingers, suddenly time has just stopped it's ticking movement. 

Sehun looked left-and-right, finding his underlings stiff and unable to move as if they were coated with hard cement. Sehun focused his view in front of him again, to find the small creepy kid was gone. 

"What the ... hell?" Sehun mumbled in puzzlement. He fastly turn his head and body to search for the kid. But before he knew it, the kid was already standing behind him.

"Time stopping and invisible movement ... a few of my dozens of magic tricks." he whispered. His sounds reeks of evil and death. "Say, Sehun ... I could too activate your demon self you know ... If you really wanted."

Sehun tried hard to turn his head back ... but not movement. And with a shattered voice, he whispered back, "What on earth and hell made you think that I even want to become a demon like you."

The kid simply chuckled. "You make me laugh, O dear friend. You see ... you and I have been demons since the very beginning of time. Before the creation of Adam and Eve, you and I were the first living -breathing- creatures sculptured by God himself. But because of our ancestors nuisance, we were banished from heaven above and sent directly to the firely dept of hell!" the kid then exhaled in anger. "But, you ... you were able to find your way here and hiding your true self from the people around you."

Sehun frowned his sharp eye. "O yeah? What about you? You too are able to find your way here."

"O no, my dear friend. My presence here is not immortal, I was given only an hour to complete my mission given from the Lord devil himself." The kid said.

"And what mission is that?" Sehun asked curiously.

The kid smiled again. "Of course ... to bring you back to hell ..." the sound was a whisper that penetrate his very heart, and for a short while, Sehun felt that he really was a demon whom escaped from hell. And Sehun knows, he cannot run away from this situation. 

Unless ....

"Okay ... okay," Sehun said calmly. "But ... if you release my demon self. Will I be shackled by your orders or will I be able to walk and act freely?"

The Kid gave a small laugh before answering. "OF COURSE ... you can act freely. Neither I nor any demon except the Lord demon himself, can control you acts or will." he answered simply.

Sehun smirked. "Well ... In that case ... release me from my body imprisonment, and I shall return back to hell and serve the Lord of hell." 

The red eye kid nodded in spirit. "Well of course ..." He position himself, putting his left arm to Sehun's shoulder and right arm to his own mouth, biting. Drops of blood starts to stain Sehun's favorite leather jaket. And with a high pitch from the kids voice, he yelled to the skies ... making the clouds to cover the skies to pitch black as if a typoon was coming soon. "O, I .... Xiumin, release the demon imprisoned from this demon's human form ... Release him! release him!"

By the tick of his fingers, Sehun felt something changing from his body. "What the hell is happening?" He looked to his fingers, finding them to become sharp and deadly. With the hustle of the black clouds that surrounds him, Sehun immediately felt ... different. His eyes turned red, as red as blood. Some strange yet known marking starts to appear in his left cheek. 

"Trully now ... You have become a demon."

Xiumin then reached his arm. "Come, dear friend ... let us go to hell together and reunite with your true family." He smiled purely, without knowing that actually, Sehun had something on his sleeves. 

Sehun bowed, radiating red eyes illuminating the dark ground. "Such foolish demons. How stupid and foolish you are ... Xiumin. Easy to fool, easy to lie too. So sad." 

Sehun reached is hand towards Xiumin's chest. Suddenly, a spark of lighting starts to appear from his shoulder to his index finger. "Sorry. But ... I think I love it more here than being in hell for the rest of my life. So ... goodbye." Sehun clench his hand, and a bolt of lighting shoots trough his index finger, and hits Xiumin's torso. But prosperously for Xiumin, he was able to step away from certain death and the bolt of lighting struck his right chest. Making a penetrating injury, but no blood.

"Foolish brother! You will pay dearly for that!" Xiumin took a knee in desperation, and somehow black feather wings start to make shape on his back. His wings was black as the night. Eyes redder than ever. His voice ... deep and sinful. "I killed many, sinned plenty. And I have no trouble of making you suffer until the break of death and I shall drag you back to hell!" 

Xiumin fastly moved his body, with the flapping of his wings, Xiumin was above ground. Eyes ready to attack Sehun. "This is ... war!"

Sehun didn't seem to be bothered by Xiumin's threatening words. "O yes. This is war, Xiumin." his voice, somehow so calm.

Now, the demon Xiumin and Sehun stared at each others radiating eyes. Stares of evil. Stares of sin. Sehun immediately jumped as high as his firm legs could, and shouted loud .... Preparing to fight Xiumin high above ground. 

Menjelang Pemilu

Pemilu udah di depan mata, dan semua partai sedang gentar-gentarnya mencari dukungan politik agar calon dari partainya dapat menduduki kursi DPR. Mereka promosi dengan banyak cara, lewat iklan televisi lah, koran lah, dan spanduk-spanduk yang berkibar bangga di semua sudut jalan. 

Menjelang pemilu, semua calon legislatif memakai topeng terbaiknya masing-masing. Menampakan hanya kebaikan dan senyuman pesona kepada semua orang-orang agar mencari dukungan. Menghabiskan uang ratusan juta bahkan milyaran rupiah hanya untuk kampanye bullshit mereka yang menjanjikan berbagai hal. Berawal dari kata-kata dari mulut, tapi tak di laksanakan dengan tindakan. Begitulah kebanyakan calon legislatif jika mereka sudah menduduki kursi penting di Indonesia. 

Sedihnya negri pertiwi ini . . .

Tapi ada satu hal yang sangat gue prihatinkan. Ada beberapa calon legislatif yang memberikan janji kota bersih dari sampah dan bla-bla-bla. Tapi ketika dia sudah terpilih, janji itu hanyalah omong kosong. Mengapa gue berkata demikian? Coba deh, apakah ada poster atau spanduk-spanduk yang masih berkibar ketika kampanye dan pemilihan sudah selesai? Pasti ada. Sebenarnya itu harus di copot dengan sesegera mungkin karena hanya menganggu pemandangan saja. 

Baru saja gue lewat jalan utama bogor yang keluar jalan tol. Di sana, entah calon-calon legislatif itu eksis dan kepingin sekali pamer wajah untuk mencari dukungan atau mencoba untuk mengembalikan citra baik di mata masyarakat yang kini sudah jelek, gue melihat banyak banget spanduk-spanduk yang berjajar lurus seperti parade soviet di red square. Gue gak akan sebut partai apa karena kalian sudah pasti tahulah. Lagipula untuk apa pasang spanduk pas keluar jalan tol, emangnya orang ada waktu untuk menilik muka-muka mereka? Sangat tidak efektif.

Dan sekarang, gue pengen tahu aja dalam beberapa bulan kedepan, apakah spanduk-spanduk mereka yang sudah tidak digunakan lagi itu dicopot atau masih di diamkan disana hingga kumuh. 

Memasang spanduk saja giat sekali, tapi setelah menang, menyingkirkan wajah-wajah mereka dari spanduk jalan saja serasa mustahil untuk dilakukan.

Gue adalah orang yang tidak memihak. Sabodo amat jika menyangkut pemilu, toh gue gak akan milih siapa-siapa. Gue gak akan memilih mana janjinya yang lebih bagus, atau visi misi yang paling menonjol, karena gue sudah pasti bakal golput. Soalnya gue tahu bagaimana sikap mereka setelah memenangkan kampanye atau pemilu, mereka akan segera melupakan kita jika sudah menduduki kursi jati legislatif. Kebanyakan dari mereka akan begitu. Percayalah. 

Korupsi besar-besaran di balik jas dan kursi mahal mereka demi mendapatkan modal balik dari kampanye besar-besaran mereka. Itulah hal pertama yang pasti terlintas dalam benak mereka. Mereka akan menghalalkan segala cara. Tidak memandang Agama (Sekarang agama memang sudah tidak dipandang lagi jika mereka di sodorkan kenikmatan duniawi yang berupa harta, takhta, dan wanita.) 

Seandainya begitu, itu berarti kita balik lagi ke jaman jahiliah pada masa Nabi Muhammad SAW, dan gue gak mau berada dalam masa kebodohan yang dipenuhi hanya oleh nafsu saja. 

Bodoh sekali.

Sistem Pendidikan Indonesia

Posting kali ini mungkin gue bersikap agak serius, berbeda dari posting-posting sebelumnya yang asal-asalan.

Kali ini gue mau membahas Sistem Pendidikan Indonesia.

Merasa gak sih kalau pendidikan Indonesia itu lebih pada Quantitas dari pada Qualitas? 

Quantitas hari belajar di Indonesia itu yang paling banyak, bahkan termasuk salah satu negara yang paling mempunyai hari aktif belajar. Amerika serikat, dan negara-negara Eropa yang sudah maju juga tak punya hari pembelajaran sebanyak Indonesia. Karena mereka lebih mementingkan kualitas.

Qualitas pembelajaran Indonesia itu menurut gue, agak memaksa. Karena mereka mengenjot para pelajarnya untuk belajar secara berqualitas dengan memberi tugas-tugas bertumpuk yang bahkan mereka pun belum ngerti dan ditambah lagi jumlah hari belajar aktif per tahun yang sangat padat. 

Toh orang asing pasti bilang "WTF?! Indonesian Education sistem just doesn't make sense. WTF?!" Karena mereka tidak pernah mendapatkan perlakukan seperti itu di sistem sekolah mereka. 

Kita tuh seperti membuka kotak pandora. Di mana tindakan pemerintah itu niatnya baik dengan memberikan hari belajar banyak dan tugas banyak guna membuat anak-anak berpikir, tetapi tindakan itu ternyata ada beberapa konsekuensinya. 

Pelajar Indonesia itu gak semuanya kepintarannya sederajat lho. Berbeda-beda dalam setiap tingkatan. Jadi sudah pasti bakal ada satu golongan belajar yang jenuh dan stress karena niatan baik dari pemerintah itu, terus disinilah efek domino mulai berlangsung :

Berawal dari jenuh - stress - mencari cara untuk membebaskan stress - merokok - narkoba - free seks - dan ujung-ujungnya juga pasti bertentangan dengan niatan awal pemerintah tadi. 

Gue pernah merasakan sistem pelajaran di luar negri. Tepatnya di Dubai, UAE. Disana mereka tidak terlalu mementingkan quantitas tetapi lebih cenderung fokus pada qualitas. Mereka memberi hari libur yang namanya summer holidays, dimana liburan itu di adakan pada musim panas dan berlangsung selama tiga bulan. (Semua negara eropa dan negara maju juga mempunyai program ini) karena mereka tahu, kepenatan belajar itu bisa menurunkan kemampuan berpikir anak.

Dan sekarang gue sekolah di SMK dan udah menduduki kelas 3. Disini juga gue agak merasa aneh. 

Gue sekolah di SMK yang seharusnya fokus pada kompetensi dan kemampuan bekerja (Vocational School) tapi kita juga di paksa buat belajar pembelajaran yang tidak berkaiatan dengan kompetensi. Sedikit gila kan? plus membebankan? Kan namanya SMK ( Kejuruan) tapi mereka juga mengajar pelajaran lain yang tidak berhubungan dengan kejuruan itu. Udah gitu, hari pelajarannya padat banget.

Siapapun bisa penat lah, sepintar apapun orang itu. Gue yakin.

Berbeda jika kita bicarakan sistem pendidik Indonesia yang agak radikal dan sedikit gila ini. Pemerintah mau sistem pendidikannya berqualitas, tapi mereka juga mau berquantitas. Itu kedengarannya rakus yah? Mereka gak mandang kemampuan anaknya.

Kejenuhan belajar dapat membuat kemampuan berpikir anak menurun drastis, itu yang paling gue tegaskan disini. Bisa di ibaratkan dengan seekor burung yang terbang tinggi terus karena di hantam angin kencang dia jatuh menukik tajam dan menghantam bumi. 

Makanya, gue agak gak setuju sama sistem pendidikan Indonesia. M. Nuh selaku mentri pendidikan seharusnya menilik hal ini, dan bukan hanya setuju-setuju saja dengan program-program tanpa memandang reskionya juga. Ingatlah, qualitas belajar itu lebih penting daripada quantitas belajar.

Menciptakan manusia yang cerdas. Itu niatan mereka. Tapi dengan terus-menerus begini, gue rasa tujuan itu mustahil untuk di capai. Dan selama berabad-abad juga, tetap bakal mustahil.

Jadi maaf-maaf aja nih kalau yang merasa gak setuju sama pandangan gue. Tapi kita punya pandangan dan paradigmanya masing-masing mengenai masalah ini.